Christmas Eve

On Christmas Eve we open stockings and then head to church in the hopes that our new treasures will keep busy hands occupied during the service. It's a good theory, and as you'd expect, actual results may vary.

That boy sure does have a goofy grin...

...I can't imagine where he gets it!
And then we donned our finest and it was off to church!

The pre-service family picture went remarkably well, with the exception of Buddy, who seemed to be surprised by the camera in every shot.

I guess I shouldn't bemoan Sasha's "cheese face" - it could be worse, she could photograph like her grandfather!